Love doesn't know where it started, it goes deep and deep. Only when you meet the person do you know whether it is true or not. Black-faced and cold-hearted: "I don't know what this is, but I just want to hug you, kiss you, and spend the rest of my life with you." The evildoer is cunning: "I'll give it to you carefully, do you want it?" In the duel between foxes and foxes, who can have the upper hand?
Intention: pure love